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I have a hand-written letter dated April 11, 1937, from an English tourist who visited Godesberg and was exciting by seeing Hitler come down the Dreesen Hotel staircase, receive red tulips from a small boy, and depart from the hotel on April 10, 1937. He returned to the hotel on the evening of the same day. I infer, but cannot confirm, that Hitler stayed in the hotel for the nights of April 9 and 10.

Here is a transcript of the pertinent portions of the letter:

You and Peter will be very pleased to hear that Chrissie and I have seen Herr Hitler! Our luck was well in on Saturday. We decided to spend the day in Bonn and go over to take tea at the Dreesen Hotel in Godesberg which Frau Gerstein told Chrissie was the Führer's favourite place on the Rhine. So, not imagining for a moment that he would be staying there, we went over, after eating our sandwiches and having a cup of coffee in a café in Bonn, by the little Tram. On the way Brown commented on the fact that a flag was fying from the top of Petersberg, a hotel on the mountain. When we got nearer Godesberg we saw a flag flying from every house and we were thrilled for we knew that Hitler must either be in the Dreesen or coming!
When we got to the hotel we found the entrance to the public tea-room closed but we stood boldly by the magnificent entrance to the hotel with a crowd of S. S. and S. A. men beside us on the steps and bombarded a chauffeur with questions. Yes, the Führer was in the hotel, no, he didn't know if or when he would come out. Suddenly an elegantly tailored proprietor, rather like Mearns, came out on to the steps. He looked at us, whispered to the chauffeur, and advanced toward us. Our hearts sank as we felt our only chance of seeing Hitler was to stay in the garden near the main door and we were sure we would be sent away. But to our delighted surprize he said in a low voice so that the swarms of natives massed outside the railing would not hear–"Would you like to come into the residents' lounge? It is rather wet and cold outside." so, breathless with delight, we thanked him and went through a grand flower-massed hall into a lounge with glass windows overlooking the main staircase on one side and with a gorgeous view of the Rhine, the Petersberg, and the Sieben Gebirge on the other.
We ordered coffee but were far too excited to drink it. There were not many people about but a great many officials and beautiful bouquets of flowers kept on being taken upstairs to his private suite of rooms. After about three quarters of an hour, everyone went into the hall and soon there were cries of "Heil, Heil, Heil!", and he came smilingly down the staircase. He accepted a bunch of red tulips from a small boy and went out to his touring car and drove off with four other men. We were told we could come back and have dinner in the hotel and see him again on his return! So we, feeling highly honoured, as we had seen four English people sent off into the public rooms where there was no opportunity of seeing Hitler, finished our cold coffee and then went into Godesberg to buy me an evening blouse!
Brown was fairly respectable, but I had on a grubby shirt blouse and tie and felt that some change must be made! So I got a sweet fluffy little blue silk blouse for about ten bob and we came back and at about 8•15 we got a second view of him. He wore a grey Trilby hat, a nicely cut macintosh and a white shirt and a blackish tie. He spoke, moved and smiled most naturally and I do not wonder that his people have such great affection and respect for him.